#open tba.

[memebiigboy-archive-blog]

   “I’d like to think people knock before they just invite themselves in.”

[pianogiftcd-archive-blog]

   ‘ -- i don’t want to talk. ’

[galaxydipped-blog]

                 ❛ Why is it that humans are so clingy? ❜     She inspects the tips of her claws with a disinterested huff.     ❛ Yes, I lied about going to bed to get away from you and yes, I openly admit to that.  Why must you quiz me? ❜

[larkd-blog]

          `   —  gotham.  one of the few places in the united states where you can get stabbed and you’re not even surprised or vaguely disappointed about it.  i love this city.   `

open.

[larkd-blog]

          `   listen.  a bet is a bet, regardless of how much money is on the table.  that being said, i regret absolutely nothing and am now thirty dollars richer than i was three hours ago, so...   `

open.

[mtlmncr]

          a gentle sigh escaped the teacher, eyes gazing absently into an opened locket, held ever so gently in his palm. weary eyes reflected a deep sadness as they gazed far into whatever the locket with held.

           after a moment, he closed it, a gentle sigh escaping him as he brought it to his lips. 

            his chest ached viciously.

[larkd-blog]

          `   not to sound impatient or anything, but...you wouldn’t happen to be almost done there, would you?   `     mind is buzzing from the energy that crackles unseen in the air around them; duke’s body hungrily soaking up as much as it could, despite his silent protests and attempts to ignore it.  the nausea, though...that was a little harder to ignore, and as much as he tries not to let on how close he is to keeling over right then and there, he can’t help the grimace that seems permanently etched into his features.     `   a lot going on right now.  nevermind.  sorry, take your time.   `

open.